Chapter 365 No Reason Required
Zhou Mingxin is well-behaved and cute, and has been the favorite child of her parents since childhood.
When she got up, she looked like a sticky little dumpling, with pink lips, a very sweet voice, and blinking big eyes. No matter what excessive requests she made, everyone would try their best to satisfy them.
As an older brother, Zhou Mingchen doted on his younger sister. In comparison, Zhou Minglan, who was always getting into trouble and making mischief, was somewhat neglected.
Zhou Minglan always went against her sister. She wanted whatever her sister wanted. When her sister learned to paint from their mother, she also followed suit.
But Zhou Minglan was not as talented as her sister. At the age of three, when others could not even hold a pen, Zhou Mingxin could already draw pictures under the guidance of her mother. She could draw clouds and flowers...
By chance, her mother drew a pattern while working and put it aside. Mingxin imitated her mother and drew a small skirt similar to her mother's pattern.
For a three-year-old, it was a miracle.
Everyone praised Mingxin for being so great, which made Zhou Minglan so angry that she burst into tears and insisted on sending her sister away, saying that she didn't like her sister and would never want her again.
Because of this incident, Zhou Mingchen pointed at Zhou Minglan's nose and scolded her. Zhou Minglan locked herself in the room out of grievance and swore that she would be better and more successful than her sister when she grew up.
Later, Mingxin and her parents met with an accident, and the two siblings were left alone in this world to depend on each other...
Zhou Mingchen opened his eyes and it was already dawn.
He was still injured, and when he sat up he frowned unconsciously because of the pain.
After so many years, he almost forgot what his sister looked like. After his parents had the accident, they kept some photos, but Zhou Minglan was still young and ignorant at the time. When he heard that his sister would never come back, he took all her photos and lost them.
He took on the role of head of the family very early, and when he noticed it, he couldn't even find a photo of his sister.
So it was extremely difficult to find her over the years. He always felt that his sister was not dead yet, and the body was not found at all. In the first few years, he waited for someone to come to him to negotiate terms.
As long as his sister is returned to him, any request is acceptable.
But it had been so long that he really couldn't remember it clearly. He only remembered her sweet voice.
Before my parents died, the one they were most worried about was probably my younger sister. She was only three years old and hadn’t started school yet…
It's like a clean and pure piece of white paper, and I don't know where it has been thrown into.
"Owen."
Owen stood at the door and heard Zhou Mingchen calling him, "Mr. Zhou..."
It was already late, Owen helped Zhou Mingchen up, "Mr. Zhou, don't make any big movements now, it's not conducive to your recovery."
"Contact Song Yanming."
"now?"
"When it's a little brighter, tell him I'm looking for him. I have something important to tell him. I'll also go back and pick up Minglan."
Zhou Minglan didn't sleep all night and was terrified. When Owen called her, she was sitting on her balcony in a daze.
The gang had lost contact since yesterday, and no one answered her call. It was estimated that some of the evidence there might have been obtained by Song Yanming.
Zhou Zhiyin was right, that man was really amazing.
At daybreak, Zhou Minglan walked into her garden for a walk and suddenly thought of her mother, Qi Yu.
My mother, Qi Yu, was a very famous designer at that time. She was once a national champion. Even my aunt, Rao Mengna, couldn’t touch her at all.
She was a gentle, beautiful and capable woman who continued to work while she was pregnant.
She has long black hair and always wears long skirts all year round to cover her beautiful legs.
There was a scar on her leg. No one knew how she was injured. She discovered it when she was a child while hugging her mother's leg. There was a scar that was nearly 20 centimeters long... like a poisonous snake coiled on the inside of her mother's calf.
She still can't catch up with her mother Qi Yu's achievements in that era.
Zhou Minglan suddenly squatted down on the path in the yard, holding her head, feeling an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.
She has tried her best.
"Mom, can you help me..."
The man's leather shoes came into her sight. Zhou Minglan looked up and said, "Owen..."
"Mr. Zhou asked you to come over."
Zhou Minglan stood up. Because she stood up so quickly, her mind went dark for a moment. She slowed down and looked at Owen's face clearly. "What does my brother want to talk to me about?"
"Change your clothes, Miss Minglan, and you'll know when we meet."
Zhou Minglan took a few steps inside, and Owen said, "I'll wait for you here."
She turned around and stopped, "Is it my brother? Does he know that I did that?"
Owen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect her to admit it so readily.
Based on his understanding of her, even if the evidence was right in front of her, she would still try to argue first.
At this moment, Zhou Minglan realized from his hesitation that she might have guessed right. She pulled Owen's arm and said, "Am I wrong? When I was in Jiangcheng, that woman kept bullying me. If I wasn't afraid of making a big deal, I would never let her go during the primary election."
Zhou Minglan said, tears welling up in her eyes, "Isn't it true? I was bullied by her in China, and now I'm here, am I still being bullied by her? Why does my brother always help outsiders? Am I his biological sister? Was I picked up?"
"Ms. Minglan, Mr. Zhou is waiting for you."
"I do not go……"
Zhou Minglan wiped away her tears, her eyes a little panicked, "If Mingxin was still alive, he would definitely not allow anyone to bully her. I have been redundant since I was a child. My parents trained my eldest brother as the heir and gave all their love to Mingxin. What am I?"
Owen frowned, "Ms. Minglan, please don't say such things."
"I thought she was dead, and the share that belonged to her should be given to me, but it's not given to me at all. After so many years, he is still looking for me. Am I not his sister? Should I be bullied? Why doesn't he care whether I live or die..."
Zhou Minglan squatted down, hugged her knees and cried. Owen took off his coat and used the black coat to shield her from the wind and snow.
The sky gradually brightened. Zhou Mingchen had a pile of documents at hand. He was browsing through them while wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He did not look up when he heard footsteps.
"Mr. Zhou... Miss Minglan is here."
"Owen, go out first and close the door."
Zhou Mingchen's voice was calm, but he still didn't look up.
Zhou Minglan stood beside him and said, "I wanted to do it to her, but..."
Zhou Mingchen resisted the urge to throw the contract in her face and calmly placed it on the cabinet beside him.
Without his glasses, he looked less stern and more calm. "Why?"
"do not like."
"Is this your reason?"
"You don't need a reason to dislike something. If it were someone else, you might just turn a blind eye."